After breaking up, he cried and begged me to go back

Jiang Chenyi wanted to hug him and say some ambiguous love words, but his fingertips touched the big beard on his face, it looked weird no matter how he looked, he stared at him for a long time, turned his back, leaned against the wall and covered his mouth , The shoulders kept shaking.

Ren Xiaoyan thought he was crying, and reached out to hug him: "Why, do you know that you love me?"

"No..." Jiang Chenyi laughed out loud: "Your appearance is too funny... Hahaha, I can't help it... Hahaha..."

Ren Xiaoyan had black lines on his face, and forcibly broke the man's body, and faced him squarely, his voice was quiet and gloomy, with a seductive charm: "My hair and beard are all for you. If you wake up, I won’t cut it for a year. If you don’t wake up for three years, I won’t cut it for three years. I just want to show you how I have been tortured by you.”

"...Then, what if I don't wake up for ten years?" Jiang Chenyi's heart palpitated slightly, he tightened his fingertips and asked.

Ren Xiaoyan couldn't help laughing, and the circles of his eyes became more and more red with a smile: "I don't know if I can live to ten years later, I'm afraid I'll leave before you wake up..."

Jiang Chenyi was shocked!

"So, cancer is real?"

The temperature dropped instantly, freezing people stiff.

They looked at each other silently for a while, and he lowered his eyes: "Yes."

"Ren Xiaoyan..."

He no longer disliked him for being smelly, looking weird, and threw himself into his arms, weeping uncontrollably.

The man's embrace is still generous, but his body has lost a lot of weight. Embracing him is like embracing a bone that sticks to the skin. Where the chest, arm, and fingertips touch, there are all raised bony.

He cried more fiercely, heart-piercingly.

"Okay," he gently followed his back: "For the sake of taking care of you for so long, can you help me take a shower and shave?"

"Hmm..." He blushed, put away his tears and agreed.

He carried him up the stairs horizontally, the strength was still great, and it was not obvious that he was sick.

Or in his presence all his ailments would disappear.

……

Ren Xiaoyan was sitting in front of an exquisite ivory vanity mirror, with a big apron on his body, Jiang Chenyi took scissors, first cut off his old long beard, and then shaved it with a razor. After the shave was clean, he pinched his thin chin and stared Hui: "Well, he's still a handsome man, he looks okay, not obtrusive, but he's too thin, you don't even have enough food, do you?"

The man pursed his lips: "If you have enough to eat, how can you have the energy to take care of you if you don't? What's more, I promised you to work hard to live."

Jiang Chenyi was startled when he heard that, he let go of his chin, picked up the scissors: "Let me cut your hair for you..."

"Well, cut it better."

"What do you want to cut to look good? If you cut it off, shave your head with me!" Jiang Chenyi doesn't know how to cut hair at all, he just cuts randomly.

"Hey, I'm a CEO who shaves his head, doesn't fit the image?" Ren Xiaoyan exclaimed deliberately.

"What are you afraid of?"

Your image of Osama bin Laden is fine, do you still care about the image of a bald head?

Jiang Chenyi wanted to laugh, but he couldn't: "I'm bald too, we shave our heads together, grow our hair together, even if we can't grow our heads together, we can still be bald together, how romantic..."

He couldn't continue talking, and his fingers holding the scissors trembled slightly.

Ren Xiaoyan saw the sadness in his eyes from the mirror, and smiled: "Why, are you afraid of my death?"

"What are you afraid of? I'm not a girl. What's more, I've narrowly escaped death. I've taken life and death very lightly. At worst, after you die, I will visit your grave more often. You burn more incense paper money." Jiang Chenyi continued to cut his hair, but he did not dare to look at the people in the mirror, including himself.

"Well, I'm very relieved in this way. I hope you will do what you say, and don't cry to death then."

But the man stared at him in the mirror, and said this, but his heart hurt badly. He had tasted what it was like to lose him, and he knew that his Chen'er's psychological endurance would not be stronger than his.

Is there any way to make him not sad?

"I will definitely do it, I will definitely do it, if you can't do it, you will become a ghost to scare me!"

He cut off all his hair angrily, like a lawn after a horse gnawing, leaving only a bare stump of hair, then put down the scissors, grabbed the razor, and pushed it clean for him unceremoniously.

Ren Xiaoyan looked at the two bald heads in the mirror, not knowing whether it was joy or happiness, she took off her apron, turned around and hugged him, and went to the bathroom.

After removing the clothes, Jiang Chenyi's body is still beautiful and flawless, the skin can be broken by blows, and the lines are graceful and smooth, still outlining the desire of a man.

Jiang Chenyi couldn't stand the man's body, he was so skinny that even his ribs were clearly visible, he hugged him tightly: "I'll make you breakfast tomorrow, I remember you love to eat my cooking egg noodles."

Ren Xiaoyan was stunned: "You...you remember everything?"

"Yes," he leaned against him, rubbing his back with trembling fingertips.

"You... don't blame me?"

"Weird,"

After a moment of silence, after biting the lip line lightly: "But I..., I still feel that I love you a little more..."

"Chen'er..."

He grabbed the back of his neck and captured his lips...

"...uh, ah...it hurts..."

"Ren, Xiao, Yan, you fucking...you're so thin, you still..."

The man's breath was heavy, but his voice was joking: "Haven't you heard a saying, thin is thin, has muscles, love is better than birds and beasts, don't worry, I will definitely satisfy you..."

……

New year, new day.

The sun shines like gold, coating Jiangnan with a thin layer of gold. The streets and alleys are filled with red lanterns. People are laughing and wearing new clothes, saying goodbye to the old and ushering in the new year.

Ren Xiaoyan got up very early and took people to the only vegetable supermarket that was still open.

It was the first time for the aunt who was shopping for vegetables to meet a bald man who brought bodyguards and assistants to buy groceries. She was still a handsome bald man. She was used to seeing uncles and aunts, and she didn't look away for a while, her eyes seemed to be fixed on the man.

It was also the first time for Ren Xiaoyan to buy vegetables. He didn't know all the vegetables, so he picked out the good-looking ones and bought a big basket of red, green, and yellow ones.

The basket was given to him by the aunt who sells vegetables, because he had never seen a basket before, and thought it would be fun to hold Jiang Chenyi, so he wanted to buy it.

The aunt saw that he bought so much and spent a lot of money, so she simply gave it to him.

Two oversized bodyguards carried a basket of vegetables and followed him, feeling that either his head had been flooded or the president's head had been flooded.

The assistant was even more speechless. He is a great assistant, so it's fine if he doesn't have a holiday during the Chinese New Year, and he is also asked to do coolies. Don't ask him why he has a big pumpkin in his hand.

Can he say that President Ren has never seen a real pumpkin and thinks it looks good?

Jiang Chenyi was still sleeping under the quilt, the battle last night was too miserable, the enemy's firepower was too strong, he hadn't done it for a long time, and he didn't know how he died in the end.

Ren Xiaoyan personally made egg noodles, glutinous rice balls, dumplings, Luo Hanzhai, rice cakes, etc., and set up a large table in disorder.

To be honest, in all these years, he only spent two full years with Jiang Chenyi, and spent the rest of the years with his family.

Except for the first two years, every year after that, Jiang Chenyi spent alone.

This may be to make up for what he owes, so he cooks every dish very seriously.

Although the taste is not flattering, the bodyguards and assistants of the tasters all silently praised him.

After finishing this, he went to ask Jiang Chenyi to get up, and regardless of the damage of his chrysanthemum, he excitedly slapped Jiang Chenyi hard on the buttocks, "Chen'er, wake up."

"... Well, my butt..." Jiang Chenyi clutched his butt and screamed in pain, his eyelids were heavy and he still wanted to sleep.

"Get up, I made something delicious for you!"

He leaned over to bite his ear, gently pinched his nose, the sunlight slanted through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the smooth and round head, handsome cheeks, and slightly withered eyebrows.

Ren Xiaoyan found it cute and couldn't help reaching out to stroke his head.

Jiang Chenyi was made sleepless by him, opened his eyes and saw a big bald head, thought it was an egg, and almost punched him.

It took me a while to realize that this is Ren Xiaoyan...

Seeing him in a daze, Ren Xiaoyan's heart tightened, and he hurriedly waved his hands in front of his eyes: "Chen'er, you, how are you?"

Look at this dazed picture, probably, amnesia again?

"No, nothing,"

Jiang Chenyi felt guilty: "You shaved your head bald, I, I'm not used to it, it looks like a ball..."

"...!"

Ren Xiaoyan touched the melon seeds on his head, "You asked me to shave this, is it ugly? Is it okay if I look in the mirror?"

"Uh, what delicious food did you make for me?" Jiang Chenyi changed the subject, he was suppressed by this bald head for almost a night last night, now that he thinks about it, why does he feel that the painting style is too weird?

"A lot, let's go, I'll take you to eat." Ren Xiaoyan stretched out his arms towards him.

"I'll go by myself." He couldn't bear it, he was too thin, and the clothes hanging on his body were empty.

"Can you get up?" Ren Xiaoyan went to uncover the quilt with malicious intentions.

Only then did Jiang Chenyi feel that his whole body was in pain, so he had no choice but to stretch out his hand towards him, as if to hug him.

Because of the residual pain, the two shallow and slender eyebrows were locked into an inextricable knot, and the painted eyes were not fully awake yet, full of sleepiness and laziness, like a clear spring filled with smog , can be reflected in people's hearts.

Ren Xiaoyan's lips unconsciously traced a charming arc upwards, lightly picked his chin, and deliberately asked: "What is this for?"

Jiang Chenyi didn't turn the corner, "Didn't you say you wanted to hug me?"

Ren Xiaoyan almost vomited blood, "Can't you be a little flirtatious, like a woman who is coy and says you want a hug?"

Jiang Chenyi bit his finger, "Fuck, I'm not that nasty!"

"You want to fuck on the first day of the new year? Do you want to be fucked in bed all year?" Ren Xiaoyan frowned.

"..."

Even a layman like you can talk about sentiment...

"Okay, okay, hurry up and take me to eat, I'm hungry."

Ren Xiaoyan shook his head straight, trying to have a little romance with him, so he simply pulled him up, hugged him, and sent him to the dining table.

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Hands up with a shaved head!